
lil recuerdos. i love the hand painted souvenirs that i have found here.

guatemalan wart hogs, or puerco faces, as I like to call them.
a guatabloga


Nicole in the streets of Zunil where we visited St. Maximon; an idle that is a mix of Mayan and Catholic beliefs and who switches locations every year and people dress him up in crazy outfits like full snow ski suits and feed him beer, which he pees into a bowl, and give him cigars. it cost about 75 cents to take a picture of him, but i didn´t feel right about doing that.
I´m taller than Mayan children. ¿Who knew?
this church was built in like 1542 or something. its walls are like 2ft thick. a guy running a shop across the street had to come to unlock it for us and after we went to his house to try this super sweet liquor the town is famous for. it was awful.